I wore my latex rubber corset: pitch black, very tight, and very heavily boned from top to bottom. It was smooth enough not to show under dresses, and...tight enough to make me look like I had natural breasts, even let them jiggle a little. The corset held up some sheer black seamed stockings with little sparkly rhinestones woven in.The centerpiece of my outfit was my new dress. Made of a heavy midnight black spandex/velvet blend, it was sleeveless with, a halter-style top, a sweetheart cut-out. Judging. Her body had escaped the physical restraints of the place, but her mind was still bound, an unwilling prisoner of her past.She dressed quickly, covering her body, blotting out its demanding sensuality from herself. In the face of the growing awareness of her need... a desire for sexual fulfillment, she could not trust herself; her beautiful young body reflected in the mirror screamed for it, and she was frightened. The naughty part of her mind knew that she only had to reach her hand. "Up and at 'em; it's high time." We took off.Mrs. Weber opened the door, but wasn't surprised to see two girls, becauseMom had called her yesterday. "Hi, Andrea. And you must be Sarah. Nice tomeet you."They shook hands while I defended against a rocket, which came shooting atus from treetop level. "Mark, let me live!"Only then did he notice Sarah and hid himself behind my skirt. I pulledhim out. "Mark, this is Sarah, a friend. She's helping me take care ofyou, because you are too much for me. .but the day came for the decision for college captain and i wanted to be it.so in one free class i went tot he principal and again started helping him with the reports.i was sitting on the sofa and working when he was on the chair in front of me rubbing his cock..i completed the reports and came to his desk…now i said…’sir can you do me a favour plse…’…he asked me to come closer to him near his chair and speak out..when i went closer and he moved his hand behind on my skirt…i said ‘can you.